My suit was gone, and had been replaced with atight red halter-top, short red mini-skirt, and black stocking. I waswearing red high heels. I could als... feel smooth satin panties underneathmy skirt.I looked away and moaned through the gag. Would this hell never end? Rape,kidnapping, now this? I rolled over and became aware of two things; thejangling of a chain, and a tug on my neck made me realize that I waswearing a collar, which was connected to a chain. The feeling of my legssliding together. I slept very little, as I kept hearing the sound of Jane sobbing and calling out his name, as he pounded orgasm after orgasm out of her with his impressive weapon.As I awoke in the morning, I was greeted by the sight of Jane and Jason in the doorway passionately kissing goodbye. She thanked him for a fabulous night, and asked him when she would see him again."You will be ready at 7 on Friday evening, wearing only your little black dress" ordered Jason. "We will spend the weekend at my Flat, and. I've heard that expression from many of my black lovers friends over the years.Then,quite suddenly,they'd contact me and wonder if they can come over to talk.If I liked them,I'd invite them over.They did want to be assured that they'd be meeting me as a woman as they'd only seen me out on the town,all gussied up.Of course they'd be meeting me as a woman,I'm no homo.A couple of hours before the time arrived,I bathed,shaved completely,patted dry and contemplated what to wear and how to present. His hair was damp after hehad just washed it. After he finished his eyebrows they were high andaround 2 mm thick and looking very girly, Tom had tied his towel aroundhis chest like a woman would their breasts. He walked out of the bathroomand went into his and Abbies shared bedroom to find her on the bed nakedand stroking a large strapon.She looked at him and said "Hey gorgeous, looking sexy why don't u put onsome lippy and sexy undies and come over here?"Tom ran over to the vanity and picked.